South Carolina is known for many things, but a snowfall before the middle of December is not one of those things. Our drive home on Friday was wet, but insignificant until we were a few miles from home.
Beautiful snowflakes , you know the big flakey and wet kind, began falling. The cars traveling from the other direction had snow on top. The roofs of the buildings were all white with snow. And the outdoor Christmas decorations were enhanced with a blanket of the white stuff. Friday, eight days into December, a snow day unexpected.
Our Frosty greeted us with a smile…..looks right at home.
The snow continued into Saturday, but wasn’t a nuisance at all. The roads remained clear and other than long lines at the grocery store….milk and bread, you know, life was normal.
Mr. Finely Done braved the grocery store lines to shop. Friends were coming Saturday night for supper. A little snowfall just added to the feeling of Christmas in the air and the warmth of friendships.
This man of mine is the best! He enjoys cooking for special dinners and does the shopping. He even plans the menu. And the meals are always the best. Everything comes out the way it’s supposed to. How does he do that?
And I get to decorate the table while he’s cooking. Certainly a win,win for me.
The meal started with cheese soup… I know… the best soup ever on a cold night.
We had to restrain our appetites from pigging out on the creamy soup. There was so much more to come.
I made a simple apple salad with apples, cranberries, marshmallows, whipped cream and walnuts.
And now the star of the show.
His Pork tenderloin turns out perfectly every time. It was the winner of favorite food of the night award.
It was a tough choice… the sides were roasted potatoes with Parmesan topping, roasted brussel spouts and glazed carrots.
I really was going to take a picture of my plate….but….after helping my plate, I dug in without a thought of taking pictures.. Can’t blame me can you?
For dessert, yes dessert, and I mean …what a dessert.
A little chocolate cake with “20” layers. Can you even imagine?
Neither of us can take credit for this masterpiece . After sampling this at a small town cafe, I ordered an entire cake…..to be shared with friends, of course.
Almost forgot… I really was decorating while Mr. Finely Done was being the chief cook.
Hand made name tags on the back of the chairs. …turned out adorable..blush, blush.
And a little candlelight……. precisely what was needed for an almost winter wonderland evening.